Cleanin Out My Closet (474)

en Inglés

Where's my snare, I have no snare in my headphones, there ya' go, yeah, yo', yo'...

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against, I have, i've been protested and demonstratedagainst, picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times, sick is the mind of themotherfuckin' kid that's behind, all this commotion, emotions run deep as ocean's explodin',tempers flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin', not takin' nothin' from no one,give 'em hell long as i'm breathin', keep kickin' ass in the mornin', an' takin' names in theevening, leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth, see they can trigger me butthey'll never figure me out, look at me now, I bet ya' probably sick of me now, ain't you mama,i'ma make you look so ridiculous now...

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I'm sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you, I never meant to make you cry, but tonight i'mcleanin' out my closet, {one more time}, I said i'm sorry mama, I never meant to hurt you, Inever meant to make you cry, but tonight i'm cleanin' out my closet...

I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it, so before they thrown meinside my coffin and close it, i'ma expose it, i'll take you back to '73, before I ever had amulti-platinum sellin' Cd, I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months, my faggot fathermust have had his pantie's up in a bunch, cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye,no I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die, I look at Hailie and Icouldn't picture leavin' her side, even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try, to make itwork with her at least for Hailie's sake, I maybe made some mistakes but i'm only human, but i'mman enough to face them today, what I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the smartestshit I did was take them bullets out of that gun, cause id'a killed 'em, shit I would have shotKim and him both, it's my life, i'd like to welcome y'all to the Eminem show...

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Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition, take a second to listen who youthink this record is dissin', but put yourself in my position, just try to envision witnessin'your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen, bitchin' that someone's always goin'through her purse and shits missin', going through public housing systems, victim ofMunchausen's syndrome, my whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grewup, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya' stomach, doesn't it, wasn't it the reason you madethat Cd for me, ma, so you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma, but guess what, yourgettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely, and Nathan's growing up so quick, he's gonnaknow that your phoney, and Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful, butyou'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral, see what hurts me the most is you won'tadmit you was wrong, bitch, do your song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom, but how dareyou try to take what you didn't help me to get, you selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn inhell for this shit, remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me, well guesswhat, I am dead, dead to you as can be...